Because I had sought to challenge Destiny, Destiny had taken vengeance.

The book trade invented literary prizes to stimulate sales, not to reward merit.

Our scientific advances will be merely obscene unless they help the large part of our world's population emerge from miserable uncertainty and debilitating terror.

Doomed Lord's Passing. For the mind of man alone is free to explore the lofty vastness of the cosmic infinite, to transcend ordinary consciousness, to roam the secret corridors of the brain where past and future melt into one...And universe and individual are linked, the one mirrored in the other, and each contains the other.

I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.

Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

Time is the enemy of identity